Hu-? [Scraggly's head jerks in Fort's direction, the distraction nearly costing him as a bullet whizzes past his head. He jabs his mop at the one who shot at him, skewering it through the chest and letting it drop to the ground. He kneels to look at it himself and scowls in concern under his massive mustache.]
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Get 'em outta here, Fort!